Hades himself May come kiss my hand For I have died And been to Hell From it’s ashes
Love and flowers And monsters and beasts All the green in the world The envy, Planted,
Today The birds sung specially loud Or I am specially keen oh their s… I went outside to breath And came back breathless
Heartbreaks Come in spring For me Maybe Because it is nature’s time
I often wish I needed water and food More than I do But When I’m like this
How is time So quick to pass And the weeks So far between? How is love
Life Is made of moments In which You lay upon your eyes And dream
I’ll write and write Until my mind is empty Or at least until it’s not so heav… And if I end up Having written a library